“MY FIRST REAL CHANCE came when Tad Dorgan left the San Francisco “Bulletin” to go East. I made such a pest of myself asking for the position that they gave it to me in self-defense. […] The paper devoted a great deal of attention to sports. So they gave me the chance to draw fight pictures, and asked me to write something — to explain what they were, probably. One of my secret ambitions, which I never had dared confess, was to learn to write — which I never had attempted. Now I commenced to write in the vein of the pictures; a sort of mild, semi-sarcastic ridicule, not of individuals but of situations and action.” — RUBE GOLDBERG, 1922
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Rube Goldberg (1883-1973)
Tad Dorgan (1877-1929)
Tad Dorgan (1877-1929)
Woof! Woof! We’re Going to the Dogs, April 1, 1922, Exhibitors Herald
My Answer To The Question:
How Did You Put It Over?
by Reuben L. Goldberg
American Magazine
March 1922
pp. 37-39
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How Did You Put It Over?
by Reuben L. Goldberg
American Magazine
March 1922
pp. 37-39
& 64
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